Dear Sweetheart Chapter 322
Chapter 322
Jefferson nced at the flower petals strewn all over the floor, his lips twitching. “Dad said you like cam
ellias the most…”
That’s why for decades, he likes them too. But why…
“Only your father would be fond of such dirty flowers!” Sandy uttered in abhorrence. The hatred within h
er intensified when he saw that Jefferson appeared oblivious to certain matters. “What did your father t
ell you about me?”
Her frostiness and cruelness sent a throbbing pain through his heart. Balling his hands into fists, he ans
wered in a low voice, “He said you’re the prettiest woman he has ever met. He adores you
and wishes he could give you the whole world.”
“Hahaha! Trust a despicable man like him to talk of a rapacious act with such awe–
inspiring righteousness.” Smiling intively, Sandy approached Jefferson and
fixed him with a sinister gaze.
“Everything
your father said was a lie! He was the one who took a fancy to me at the banquet, forcibly tied me up, a
nd dragged me back with him. I told him I had a husband and child, but he turned a deaf ear and impris
oned me by his side.”
She squeezed her eyes shut, her body shaking like a leaf. “I pleaded with your father repeatedly, telling
him I’d do anything if he let me go and that I wouldn’t go to the police. However, he refused. He used
my husband and child to threaten me. I was to marry him. Otherwise, he’d kill them. I thought that if I di
d what he wanted, he’d release me after getting tired of toying with me. s…”
She paused and red at him balefully before continuing angrily, “I got pregnant! I was so careful and
never expected to get pregnant with you! Do you know how badly I wanted to get rid of you? I wished I
could drain my body clean of blood. The thought of carrying the child of a man like that filled
me with disgust. I would’ve rather died.”
I was utterly overwhelmed with feelings of hostility. I wanted nothing more than to die together with the
baby. However, that man had already found out about my n. He was delighted after learning that I w
as with child and assigned ten servants to watch over me. There was no way I
could’vemitted suicide!
Every word she said pierced Jefferson’s heart like a dagger, riddling it with wounds, and his tall figure b
egan to sway.
He stumbled two steps backward, the joy he had felt in
anticipation of seeing his mother vanishing without
a trace. In fact, he wished he hadn’te here to meet her.
Swallowing hard, he said, “Those letters you gave me…”
The letters had been the motivation that pushed him to embrace life with passion.
Sandy sneered. She was cruel and merciless as she said, “I had the urge to kill you before giving birth t
o you, and when I saw your eyes after you were born, I wanted to strangle you even more. So, how cou
ld I have written letters to you? You’ve lived in
a dream weaved by your father ever since you were little. I’m telling you, I have a husband and a child.
I love them. Although you came from my womb, you’re still nothing but a b*stard!”
Jefferson’s heart sank as though something had copsed inside it with a thud.
I was born into a prominent family and had everything I wanted. I thought I was better than ny perce
nt of the other children. However, all that was merely a result of a dream my father created
and my self–righteous imagination. I’m way worse off than a beggar!
Suddenly, he broke into a smile while wearing a sad and lonely expression. “So, it turns out it was all a
dream… I’m nothing.”
Chapter 322
“If it weren’t for your father, how could I have been torn from my husband and son?
If not for him, I wouldn’t have gotten into an ident that was all a set–
up and ended up in such a miserable state!”
I waspletely
innocent! All I wanted was to protect my husband and son and live together happily. After a man took m
e for his own by force and I was rescued from a fire that mangled my face, I fell into the clutches of ano
ther evil man. He had someone perform stic surgery on me, then molded me, who had suffered me
mory loss, into someone else. I wound up marrying him, living with him, and even giving him
children! Had I not learned from the doctor that a blood clot in my brain caused nervepression and
the loss of my previous memories, I might’ve forgotten about my little family and lived the rest of my life
in ignorance!
Sandy’s body trembled with anger as she thought of that. The more she looked at Jefferson, the more s
he loathed him and wanted him dead,
Inadvertently, she caught sight of the silver knife on the table. The cold de glinted slightly
under the sunlight shining through the window.
Consumed with hatred, she grabbed the knife without hesitation and stabbed it at his heart. He neither
moved nor tried to snatch it from her.
The small steak knife did not look sharp, but the tip of the de was incredibly keen.
The knife pierced through Jefferson’s white shirt and into his flesh, and he let out a low grunt from the p
ain. A few droplets of warm, crimson blood sttered onto Sandy’s face.
Her hands did not tremble at all. Looking cold and ruthless, she pulled the knife out and stabbed him ag
ain, doing it several times.
When the other customers in the restaurant noticed what was happening, they cried out in rm and s
cattered off in different directions. The waiters stood rooted to their spots in hesitation upon seeing how
unhinged Sandy looked, not daring to approach.
The excruciating pain that spread from his heart eventually eclipsed that of the knife stabbing into him.
He could only see Sandy, her face covered in blood, ring at him with utter disgust.
Finally, her movements stopped. Perhaps she had vented all the bitterness in her heart.
She flung the knife onto the floor and stared at the pale and bloodied Jefferson. Enunciating every word
slowly, she said, “You’re a b*stard who isn’t worthy of parental love. I won’t admit I gave birth to you. In
fact, I wish you’d drop dead right this instance.”
Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
With that, she turned and left.
It was as though he were a
pile of stinking garbage that would make her feel sick if she so much as nced at him again.
“She doesn’t like camellias and didn’t write those letters…” he murmured as he rested his hands on the
table to support himself. He started bing unsteady on his feet, and his eyes were slightly unfocus
ed and dim.
His faith hade crashing down around him.
“She detests Dad and me… She thinks I’m an illegitimate child…” he continued muttering, his voice slo
wly growing softer. “She has a husband and a son…”
Although the sun outside the window shone on him, his entire body felt cold. It was as though he were t
urning into ice.
Even his heart seemed to freeze over, unable to beat again.
Jefferson’s arms shook as he coughed violently. Suddenly, a metallic taste filled his mouth, and he spra
yed a
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mouthful of blood all over the table. His brain seemed to bum and throb, and he was in agony
Failing to steady himself against the table, he tiled backward and fell over, crashing onto the grey–
tiled floor However, he did not feel a thing. A fog seemed to cloud his VISION
So, it turns out it was all a dream.
Meanwhile, ever since Rayna answered Ringo’s call and learned that not seem to put the matter out of h
erson had gone missing she could
When we parted ways at Hallsbay I sensed something was amiss with Jefferson Later I could not help fe
She tossed and turned while lying in bed that night unable to fall
After mulling over the matter for some time, she was still worried. She felt for her phone and dialed Jeffe
Did he terminate his number?
Rayna hesitated for a moment before deciding to call Ringo. Before she could do so, she received an in
It was Curtis.
She swiped to answer the call and said dully, “You jerk. As if it isn’t enough that you sent Mr. Tylnski to k
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